The 8 best-dressed men of the week

Bar of the week: Clean Air Bar with Ketel One vodka

Every week, we scour the city to find the best bars our capital has to offer. Whether you're a cocktail kind of guy, or a man who enjoys a decent draft beer, there's a GQ-worthy drinking spot to suit every taste.

The 8 best-dressed men of the week

Bar of the week: Clean Air Bar with Ketel One vodka

Every week, we scour the city to find the best bars our capital has to offer. Whether you're a cocktail kind of guy, or a man who enjoys a decent draft beer, there's a GQ-worthy drinking spot to suit every taste.

A little before ten o'clock last night the news began to filter through that the financial ratings agency Fitch had downgraded the country's credit rating. It followed a similar assessment by another agency which had judged the outlook to be "negative". No shit! The news came just as the England football team had been knocked out of Euro 2016 by Iceland (pop, 350,000) after its most woeful performance ever. Just when the nation needed a shot in the arm, it got a punch in the face.

If you are under the age of 25, your experience of the England football team is one of horrendous unrequited love and one unrelenting disappointment after another. You're also more likely than not to have voted to have stay in the EU. This has been one hell of a week. Two painful defeats in the space of four days - this is an awful time to be a young Englishman. For, we are, without a shadow of a doubt, the most embarrassing nation on earth at this very moment. Not the worst place to live, because there are plenty of unlucky souls in warzones and impoverished corners of the globe who'd give their right arm to live here, but definitely the most stupid, most self-defeating, resource-squandering, international laughing stock. When it comes to first world problems, we are currently top of the league. We've achieved the rare feat of being global headline news on the front and back pages - just check your Twitter feed.

And it won't stop raining.

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At 36, at least I have the memories of two football semifinal appearances, memories that, as every year passes get more faded and more glorious (whatever the reality at the time). However long your memory goes back, though, make no mistake, this was the worst performance by an England football ever. So comfort yourselves, at least you can say you witnessed that much. You were there when Wayne Rooney crumbled for 45 minutes, when Harry Kane blasted the ball from a goalscoring-freekick position almost out for a corner, when Joe Hart lost the plot and couldn't stop a routine tiddler of a shot, when Roy Hodgson, following our prime minister's lead, oversaw a disgraceful loss and then chucked the towel in.

So, when it comes to football, where do we go from here? Hard to say really, as it's difficult to see daylight when you're stuck at the bottom of such a deep pit. It's tempting to say we need an overhaul of the FA, a root-and-branch upheaval or a thorough inquiry into the mess we've just been served up. But experience says we've been promised this before and achieved nothing more of any note. Faced with a similar deep embarrassment after the Rugby World Cup debacle, the RFU acted fairly decisively and hired the best man for the job in its Australian former nemesis Eddie Jones, however unsuitable his background, expensive his then commitments and difficult his previous relationship with England. It's worked wonders and (though it's foolish to draw too many parallels between the two sports), England's rugby team are, in the space of six months, within touching distance of being the best in the world. Follow this example and the FA need to put every last penny they have on the table for Arsene Wenger or Jose Mourinho. Or put in the call they should have made four years ago to Harry Redknapp.